<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915415278115439097</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:22:31.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://random-randomness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915415278115439097/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://random-randomness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>whateverlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14333595762506462136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915415278115439097.post-7092968833207865259</id><published>2008-04-07T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:59:32.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress and disgress</title><content type='html'>there are two types of people i can't stand&lt;br /&gt;crazies and pyschos&lt;br /&gt;and yes there's definitely a difference between the two - though they can be interchange in particular persons&lt;br /&gt;trust me&lt;br /&gt;what (or may i say whom) cannot kill me will  only make me stronger&lt;br /&gt;the first is an irrational being who thinks he is rational, and clearly is not, fueling conflict and problems&lt;br /&gt;the second is irrational, acts irrationally and does not see the harm and distress he is causing to himself and others&lt;br /&gt;though they were enemies before, united against a common foe, they will come to no good end&lt;br /&gt;and that is how it should be&lt;br /&gt;nothing good comes from malice intent&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915415278115439097-7092968833207865259?l=random-randomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://random-randomness.blogspot.com/feeds/7092968833207865259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915415278115439097&amp;postID=7092968833207865259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915415278115439097/posts/default/7092968833207865259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915415278115439097/posts/default/7092968833207865259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://random-randomness.blogspot.com/2008/04/stress-and-disgress.html' title='Stress and disgress'/><author><name>whateverlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14333595762506462136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915415278115439097.post-4809240213539398323</id><published>2008-03-10T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:04:58.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAD</title><content type='html'>Today I went to visit my old high school and nothing&lt;br /&gt;took a nap and woke up SAD&lt;br /&gt;SAD meaning seasonal affective disorder&lt;br /&gt;It usually springs up on me on the onset of spring and summer&lt;br /&gt;usually coming and going from time to time&lt;br /&gt;around twilight&lt;br /&gt;and lasting until the end of summer&lt;br /&gt;I've always been affected since the fourth grade&lt;br /&gt;during Lao New Year when everyone was celebrating a happy new year and all&lt;br /&gt;I for no reason was sad and wanted to cry&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why&lt;br /&gt;but it's never severe enough to warrant immediate medical care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now i just need to write to make myself feel better&lt;br /&gt;i came back to my apartment after visiting and doing some volunteer work at my high school&lt;br /&gt;my friends and I went to go eat dinner afterwards&lt;br /&gt;and when i got home, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt; my apartment&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;during my sleep I kept waking up&lt;br /&gt;and when i finally stayed awake i could not go back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;there was a pressure building up in my chest&lt;br /&gt;it felt suffocating&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling anxious&lt;br /&gt;    about school, finals, papers and the little and but things&lt;br /&gt;        it was overwhelming for me&lt;br /&gt;usually by now i would go into a little depression state&lt;br /&gt;    but i can't because i am around people&lt;br /&gt;    and my housemates are getting on my last nerves&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; on the brink of hating them&lt;br /&gt;                not hating but a very strong dislike for them&lt;br /&gt;                they are rude and inconsiderate&lt;br /&gt;                        and these are the housemates i get along with&lt;br /&gt;                the other one is a totally jackass, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hypocrite&lt;/span&gt; who i don't give a shit about&lt;br /&gt;                        and i hope he fails in every thing he does and want&lt;br /&gt; *knock* *knock* on wood so bad karma doesn't come back and bit me in the ass&lt;br /&gt;I just need to vent out my feelings&lt;br /&gt;    I do from time to time to people,&lt;br /&gt;       friends etc&lt;br /&gt;but i never vent out fully&lt;br /&gt;i do everything half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;assed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    which is good and bad, somewhat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me i want to meet someone who is totally selfless&lt;br /&gt;    when i want them to be&lt;br /&gt;so that i can tell that person what i really feel inside&lt;br /&gt;but i know i cannot find anyone like that&lt;br /&gt;i do not trust people at all  &lt;br /&gt;    and people should not trust me either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; tell every little secret someone tells me&lt;br /&gt;but unless that person doesn't specify not to tell another soul&lt;br /&gt;    i will tell&lt;br /&gt;especially if that person annoys me&lt;br /&gt;    which i hope/think doesn't happen to often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing out my feelings have helped me get over a little of my SAD episode&lt;br /&gt;nobody really knows mu true feelings&lt;br /&gt;    because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so good at hiding it&lt;br /&gt;i can switch from being&lt;br /&gt;    mad and irritated&lt;br /&gt;    to happy and content in less than a minute&lt;br /&gt;you should see me at work&lt;br /&gt;    i just realized my facial expression cannot hide my irritation from the customers&lt;br /&gt;    and people do sometime notices&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; working on it&lt;br /&gt;i need to better control my facial expression so that if i am annoyed&lt;br /&gt;    no one can tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a person who like and excels at starting something new&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes time to finish a project&lt;br /&gt;i don't have the energy to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really afraid of death,&lt;br /&gt;from past journal entries&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; written very much about this&lt;br /&gt;and i think my attitude towards finishing a job&lt;br /&gt;reflects that&lt;br /&gt;    i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sub-consicuously&lt;/span&gt; i don't want to finish a project&lt;br /&gt;because i don't like endings&lt;br /&gt;    because i relate endings to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking to much in to this&lt;br /&gt;and i shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i write like this to reflect my state of mind&lt;br /&gt;there's never really a complete thought in mind&lt;br /&gt;and everything connect and inter loops with  one another&lt;br /&gt;if u can see that or not&lt;br /&gt;    i dunno&lt;br /&gt;it makes sense to me&lt;br /&gt;    for now&lt;br /&gt;and it won't make sense for me&lt;br /&gt;    later on&lt;br /&gt;i like to read my past writings&lt;br /&gt;    to see what state of mind i was in&lt;br /&gt;and laugh at myself&lt;br /&gt;    or reaffirm myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the person i've been looking for&lt;br /&gt;    the person I can talk to best&lt;br /&gt;to vent to&lt;br /&gt;is me &lt;br /&gt;    who i am writing to in this blog&lt;br /&gt;but still i'm not enough for myself&lt;br /&gt;    but i don;t think anyone else will be able to understand me&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if i am at a loss&lt;br /&gt;but i do feel alone&lt;br /&gt;    most of the time&lt;br /&gt;when i'm alone or in a room full of my friends&lt;br /&gt;    i feel alone&lt;br /&gt;yet i feel i need or should to be alone&lt;br /&gt;and so do not connect with people on a deeper level&lt;br /&gt;   is it because  i'm so afraid of being hurt&lt;br /&gt;yes and no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a 3 page paper due for ASA 155 about my volunteering&lt;br /&gt;a 10 page paper for Jewish experience&lt;br /&gt;a final for edu 110&lt;br /&gt;and a final to do for ASA&lt;br /&gt;the final for Soc 174 is optional, which i think i'll need to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to give up this quarter&lt;br /&gt;but i know i would regret it later&lt;br /&gt;i need to fight through this&lt;br /&gt;    lethargic, sad, depressive mood&lt;br /&gt;that hangs over me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to become a fighter&lt;br /&gt;i need to have something to fight for&lt;br /&gt;in life&lt;br /&gt;    i don't&lt;br /&gt;i'm only living for my parents&lt;br /&gt;    and my family&lt;br /&gt;if it had not been for them&lt;br /&gt;i think i would have commited suicide&lt;br /&gt;    (from the pressure i put on my self for my family)&lt;br /&gt;or fade out and die&lt;br /&gt;    for lack of purpose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915415278115439097-4809240213539398323?l=random-randomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://random-randomness.blogspot.com/feeds/4809240213539398323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915415278115439097&amp;postID=4809240213539398323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915415278115439097/posts/default/4809240213539398323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915415278115439097/posts/default/4809240213539398323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://random-randomness.blogspot.com/2008/03/sad.html' title='SAD'/><author><name>whateverlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14333595762506462136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915415278115439097.post-158128188385085238</id><published>2008-02-15T01:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T01:07:26.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>YAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915415278115439097-158128188385085238?l=random-randomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://random-randomness.blogspot.com/feeds/158128188385085238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915415278115439097&amp;postID=158128188385085238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915415278115439097/posts/default/158128188385085238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915415278115439097/posts/default/158128188385085238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://random-randomness.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>whateverlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14333595762506462136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
